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Please Help: Nicaraguan Maternal Health Project

In Family, Giving Back=Paying It Forward, Health, News, travel on November 6, 2017 at 10:31

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By Rosita Hassan

As many of you know, Nicaragua is a country very near and dear to my heart and women’s and maternal health is an issue that I have grown up with (thanks to my incredible midwife mother). While living in Nicaragua, I had the fortune to meet many courageous and resilient women of great strength and tenacity, who endured countless challenges in order to better their lives and the lives of their families.

Now back in the States, I became involved with a group of dedicated students and faculty from the University of Pittsburgh that have teamed up with Global Links and Rise Against Hunger to send support to pregnant women and new mothers in rural Nicaragua. You can donate here.

Pregnant women in rural Nicaragua face enormous challenges, and their resilience and endurance is a testament to the strength of women everywhere.

We are short of reaching our goal by $2,195. We need to hit this target by November 15th to provide essential nutritious packaged food to mothers in rural Nicaragua. 
We are kindly asking for YOUR support. ANY contribution helps!

Also, if you are a PITT STUDENT and want to contribute by volunteering your time, please let me know in the comments below.

Thanks in advance,

Rosita Hassan

Note by Laura Sgroi: “Everything I want for me I want for others”. As a pregnant woman, everything I wanted was good food and excellent healthcare (compliments and massages came next!). Everybody deserves the same. I feel for these women, thanks for helping them.

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An Epic Day in The Life of A Thirtysomething

In Family, Health, Lifestyle, travel on October 18, 2017 at 21:52

Got up at 4 a.m.

Stood in line at the Managua airport for an hour.

Ran barefoot to my gate while my bag was about to be removed.

Arrived in Miami, FL.

Took a Super Shuttle to Diagnostic Center For Women.

Had my first breast ultrasound and mammogram ever.

(Everything looks “fine”, they can feel the bump, can’t see it on tests, so they say it could be an internal pimple or an inflamed cartilage tissue) 

Walked with my suitcase to a Winn-Dixie on the corner for a banana and a ricotta & spinach pastelito.

Rode the Metrobus to the South Miami Metrorail station.

Rode the Metrorail to Downtown Miami.

Walked three blocks to my sister’s apartment.

Took my car and drove almost an hour to the City of Doral, FL.

Took a Boss Chick Dance Workout class.

From there went to Publix.

Made it “home”.

One more run: Don Glotón Food Truck to satisfy my sister’s Venezuelan food cravings.

Now in bed.

How was your day?

As you can see, mine was EPIC.

Good night,

Laura

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Ayer 30, Hoy 40

In Career, Contributors, En Español, Entrepreneurs, Family, Lifestyle, Relationships on October 4, 2017 at 08:18

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Por Isis Santana

De nuevo es 3 de octubre, esta vez, de 2017, día especial para mí por diferentes y muy importantes motivos: Hoy celebro el día de mi profesión, la odontología, a la que he dedicado formalmente 17 años de mi vida, de manera ininterrumpida, con muchos altibajos y sacrificios, pero ejercida con mucha pasión y mucha alegría de recibir la recompensa de un esfuerzo continuo.

Un 3 de octubre me convertí en mamá por primera vez…cuando ya tenía mi plan de vida perfecta y mentalmente organizado, proyectado a los siguientes 7 u 8 años de vida, Dios me informó que tenía una mejor idea para mí y me demostró su amor infinito regalándome uno de sus mejores ángeles como hijo. Hoy, mi primer hijo, quien estrena sentimientos que aún desconozco, cumple 16 años y recordar sus primeros años me llena el alma de una sensibilidad que no sé describir.

Hoy, 3 de octubre de 2017, es mi último día dentro de la agitada y edificante década de los “30”, una década que inició con enormes expectativas y afanes aún más grandes.

Varias cosas se conjugaron para que esta etapa que hoy termina fuera tan especial: La responsabilidad de criar nuestros dos niños de manera digna, la energía natural que emana cuando las mujeres sentimos la necesidad de ser entes productivos e independientes (pecando muchas veces de robar el tiempo de los hijos para trabajar, tanto, hasta enfermar inclusive), una energía que la da los años y que te permiten ser atrevida ante tomas de decisiones que te plantean en la cara: “o lo haces o te estancas”, o te ponen a calcular: “¿Qué es lo que puedo perder?, ¿Si no sale bien, qué hago?…al final, calculaba mis riegos y lo único que podía perder era algo de dinero o que por falta de tiempo no pudiera cumplir con tal o cual cosa…y esas dos variables siempre tienen solución…entonces, simplemente me lanzaba. Para ser honesta extraño ese motor que me empujaba a hacer más, pero nos toca avanzar.

Han sido 10 años de aprendizaje y autoconocimiento. Pensaba que al llegar a mis “40” me iba a mantener como la misma persona. Me resultaba muy gracioso que muchas mujeres a esta edad se llenaban la boca de decir que eran “otra persona”, que ya no les preocupaba tanto lo que creyeran o dijeran de ella, que habían aprendido a decir “NO”, que aceptaban su cuerpo, que ahora quieren “hacer lo que les gusta”, que son “más claras y directas”, etc. Me parecía un discurso de crisis de mediana edad…y aquí estoy repitiéndolo orgullosa.

Estos años me hicieron entender que las expectativas son realmente dañinas, que sólo traen decepción y lejanía. En un matrimonio, cuando esperas que el otro haga, diga o reaccione de una forma en particular (según lo que tú consideras que “debe ser”) y no sucede de esa forma, entonces viene una ola de reclamos necios que sencillamente van interponiendo un brazo de distancia entre los dos. Entendí que somos diferentes y hago un gran esfuerzo por dejarlo ser. Entendí que tampoco quiero sobre mi espalda el peso de altas expectativas sobre mí. Quiero sentir la libertad de ser quien realmente soy, no la que piensas que soy, ni la que quieres que yo sea…yo, soy yo…no más, no menos.

Aprendí que estamos en constante crecimiento y transformación, no solo por los años, sino también porque creces con tus hijos y sus cambios.

Aprendí que los cambios son constantes y muchas veces ocurren de manera inesperada, y que nos toca estar dispuestas a adaptarnos a lo que la vida nos presente. Hoy quisiera dedicar mi tiempo a otro arte, la fotografía y ya no tanto a la odontología. Llevo AÑOS tratando de identificar qué es eso nuevo a lo que me quiero dedicar y por considerar las opiniones de otros antes que las mías, no había hecho el cambio definitivamente. He probado a educarme en varias de mis pasiones, este es el momento de  la fotografía y el que más ha llenado el espacio que buscaba ser satisfecho. Cuando miro atrás, al último año y medio, siento en el corazón que el universo ha conspirado para que me dedique a ella y lo disfrute ahora que puedo ir soltando el acelerador.

Sin dudas mis grandes aciertos van enfocados a la maternidad, aunque con el tiempo he llegado a identificar errores que he cometido en la crianza de mis hijos, definitivamente no pesan nada cuando comparas eso con el tipo de persona, estudiantes, hijos, amigos, que han resultado ser.

Dentro de mí los cambios son muy marcados. Ya no me siento en la capacidad de hacer o decir cosas porque otro así lo espera. No me siento cómoda cuando me sobrevaloran porque eso significa que debo mantener un nivel ante tus ojos y expectativas. Prefiero que quien me vaya a querer me quiera tal cual soy. Me siento mucho más cómoda siendo más directa y andando con menos rodeo con la gente, aunque sigo manteniendo la idea de que para ser directo no hay que irrespetar, levantar la voz o atropellar al otro.

Deseo, al inicio de esta nueva década, que simplemente pueda enamorarme de la nueva YO. Que siga educando mis sentidos para apreciar los pequeños detalles y regalos de la vida. Que pueda nivelar de manera justa para mi bebé de 2 años, las exigencias impuestas a sus hermanos y disfrutar las diferentes etapas de cada uno en su máxima expresión. Deseo verdaderamente emprender en el mundo de mi pasión, la fotografía y hacerlo con el entusiasmo que le tengo en este momento por muchos, muchos años.

Agradezco a los “30” el haber experimentado dentro de esa sola década la transformación de una mente agitada, complaciente, exigente a una más calmada, más detallista, más libre de prejuicios y limitaciones, más prudente, más agradecida, que busca hacer las paces consigo misma y sobre todo que se muestra tal cual es.

Feliz por lo aprendido, lo vivido, lo llorado, lo reído, por los logros, por lo que no se logró, por mi hijos, por mi esposo, mi matrimonio que ha superado incalculables pruebas, por los cambios ocurridos y por los que vendrán.

Mañana, Día 4, abro mi corazón a que renazca de nuevo y y se disponga a vivir en alegría todo lo que le traiga el tren de la vida!

Con cariño,

Isis!!!

 

Crédito Foto Isis: Otto Winter

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Crossing The Bridge: Meet Vanesa Paredes

In Career, Family, Lifestyle, News, Relationships on December 12, 2016 at 14:00

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Vanesa Paredes, 34, is an Argentine film director and producer, born in Buenos Aires, a city she describes as full of art and movement. Her mother, a housewife with a taste for theater, drawing and music, was the one who influenced her and her siblings (dancers, actors and musicians) in the art world.
Vanesa always wanted to tell stories, since a young age, she drew on every blank paper she could find, invented and wrote stories, drew cartoons. With the help of her art teacher, in high school, she found the perfect profession: Filmmaking. She started her studies at the prestigious University of Buenos Aires. Before graduating, she started working as a cameraman and video editor, first at a record company in the visual area, later, as an editor at an important company located in Buenos Aires.
Living in Buenos Aires, she was friends with children of Asian families and from other countries of Latin America. She always had a special interest in the experiences of travelers and an empathy towards immigrants.  She wondered how it felt to live between two worlds. What was it about living away from your culture and your language? How did it feel to share and learn new customs and ways of life? She felt in them the pain of uprooting and the feeling of being between two cultures, without feeling 100% part of any of them. She graduated as an audiovisual designer with a thesis on this subject and in 2012, she did a lively short on this topic.
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Vanesa’s life was good. At 29, she got engaged to her boyfriend of three years, a good man who loved her enormously. However, deep inside, she knew she was not ready to take that important step.
“I was always a curious person with an adventurous spirit. I felt that something had been relegated in my life. I felt the need to travel, to see the world, to explore, to hear stories, to be by myself. My family is very traditional, I was about 30 years old, and everyone thought that it was the ideal time to get married and have children. I had found a wonderful man, why shouldn’t I want to marry him? I tried to keep myself strong on my decision to get married, because it was supposed to be the right one. I was lying to myself and he felt my doubts, he knew me enough to see that I wasn’t sure about it, so he asked me what I really wanted, and in that moment, I realized that I wanted to follow my dreams of traveling and exploring the world. We cried and hugged, we said goodbye and I made the conscious decision of changing my life. It wasn’t easy, I loved him, but it wasn’t my time to be a wife and mother; and for him that was a priority.
 
After a few months, I got a working holiday visa in New Zealand and my adventure started. I was so excited and happy! I wanted to learn English; I wanted to see the world. I couldn’t believe that my life had changed so much in such a short time. I have been in 12 countries in the last three years. I have seen wonderful things, I have met many people and I had the opportunity to work on what I love. At the moment, I am 34, and all these experiences have made me stronger and more independent. My life is a continuous adventure. I do not regret my decision. When you listen to your heart, there is no way things can go wrong. My ex-fiancé got married and became the father of a beautiful daughter. He is happy with his new family, I am happy for him and he is happy for me. We both fulfilled our dreams and we are still friends.”
After 2.5 years doing all kinds of work, but always, looking for the opportunity to do what she loved, she found the opportunity to keep working as a filmmaker in New Zealand. She has participated in different audiovisual projects and was presented with the possibility of participating in “Crossing The Bridge”a creative collective founded by Mauritian Anthropologist Sophie-Claire Violette supported by Creative Editor Lucy Holland from New Zealand and now, also supported by Vanesa as a filmmaker. They create visual and experiential projects with a strong anthropological focus. Their first eponymous project “Crossing The Bridge; Exploring Identity and Belonging in Ashburton’s Migrant Community” told the stories of twenty one migrants and their experiences integrating into the rural town of Ashburton | New Zealand. This project is extremely close to Vanesa’s heart as she can feel in her own flesh what her immigrant friends felt living in Argentina.
“With perseverance and following our hearts and true dreams, we can fulfill everything. Our work in “Crossing The Bridge” is the best example.” For more about Vanesa Paredes and Crossing The Bridge please visit: www.crossingthebridge.co
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¿Qué Hacer para NO Quedar Embarazada?

In Career, En Español, Family, Health, Lifestyle, News, Relationships, wellness on September 17, 2016 at 08:36

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¡Gracias a la revista Glamour México y Latinoamérica por la oportunidad de compartir información útil con sus lectoras en todo el continente!

Este artículo aparece originalmente en la edición de Septiembre 2016 de Glamour México y Latinoamérica, ¡a la venta ya!

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Si tienes alguna pregunta o duda sobre este tema, por favor no dudes contactarnos.

Recuerda: El mejor método es…¡el que te funciona a ti!

Y tú, ¿cuál prefieres? ¡Por favor déjanos saber en los comentarios!

Tu amiga,

Laura

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SOS: Gael Isaac Aquino

In Family, Finances, Giving Back=Paying It Forward, Health, News on June 22, 2016 at 12:22

One of my dreams is to become a mom.

That was also the dream of Evelyn Urbáez, 35, a Dominican mom who gave birth to twin boys Gael and Matthew, only four months ago.

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Little Gael is in need of an urgent cardiac surgery to correct a Double Outlet Right Ventricle with severe pulmonary stenosis. His little brother did not survive, however, Gael still has a chance for a healthy future and needs your help. As the surviving baby of twins, his parents are desperately trying to save his life. Unfortunately, they do not have the financial resources needed for his surgery, the cost is $35000.

Please help save Gael. You can be his miracle. Please donate here

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Donate Today for Gael Isaac Aquino

We firmly believe no donation is too small to help us save children’s lives. Every donation, regardless of the amount, takes us closer to our goal of raising and maintaining a multimillion-dollar fund for the critical care of children with no resources for medical treatment in their home countries.

If you wish to donate by check or money order, you can mail your donation to:

International Kids Fund
P.O. Box 2020
Miami, FL 33101

Please Specify on your check or money order to which child you would like to allocate your funds and make your checks or money orders payable to International Kids Fund.

In Gratitude,

Laura

 

 

How My Mother Taught Me to Love

In Blogging, Contributors, Family, Giving Back=Paying It Forward, Health, News, Relationships on May 30, 2016 at 09:35

The following piece was written by Lia Seirotti, Writer and Blogger at A Girl in Her Thirties

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Some people come into our lives and we feel instant chemistry. With little effort we form a friendship that is not easily broken. Others, require time and effort, and with great difficulty we work to build those relationships. Still, in the face of rejection, if we counter with love, we can create strong bonds. That is what my mother taught me.

My mother says I rejected her almost immediately when I was born. It could be because I was dealing with the pain and symptoms caused by a slight birth defect; but I suspect my real defect was being born with a tendency to be less affectionate than most humans. From then onward, I’ve continued being somewhat cold. To this day, I prefer not to have unsolicited skin contact, I rarely ask for hugs, and I am extremely uncomfortable when strangers touch me. I am perfectly content this way. Deep down, however, I know this personality trait has always bothered my mother. In fact, my mother might well be the exact opposite of me, she is more open about her emotions and is not afraid to let her feelings show. Perhaps these are the reasons we didn’t have that instant chemistry the day we met. Rather, our bond is the product of a resilient effort made by my mother to win my affections over time.

It was with courage, through the worst of times that she single-handedly built our relationship. When I was hospitalized at the age of two, my mother dropped everything in her life to advocate for me. With much hardship, she traveled great distances in a developing country, in order for me to receive the best medical care. She stood up to doctors and demanded that I be treated the way she instinctively knew was best. Later, at the age of eight and immigrants in this new country, I was hospitalized a second time. My mother spent every night at my bedside. She comforted me through the physical pain and the fear I felt. Despite the fact that I was not very communicative or affectionate, she stayed with me. Then, when I was diagnosed with different disease at the age of twenty-one, she took care of me once again. My mother knew it was important for me as a newlywed to conserve some dignity. So, for almost a year she came to my house weekly to inject my medications, so that my husband wouldn’t have to see me that way. When I soiled myself in my own bed, she cleaned me. When I lost more weight than I expected, she took my dresses in so that I didn’t look as sick. And when the suicidal thoughts left me debilitated, she cleaned my house and cooked for my husband.

Ten years have passed since my mother last took care of me; but when my older sister called me recently to tell me my mother was in the emergency room, I dropped everything. It was the middle of a workday. Hardly thinking and without packing any clothes, I shut my computer down, got in my car, and drove six hours to be by her side. To be honest, all those moments in my life in which my mother had taken care of me didn’t even cross my mind. I was driven by pure instinct. It was almost a sixth sense that I felt. I knew exactly what my mother needed, and knew that I was the only one who understood the proper way to care for her.

I knew she would need someone who could advocate for her, because that was what she did for me when I was two. I knew she would need someone who would stay by her side every sleepless night, because that was what she did for me when I was eight. And, I knew she would want dignity and privacy because that was what she gave me when I was twenty-one. Immediately upon arriving, I organized and cleaned her room, because that was what she meticulously did for me every week when I was sick. I asked her if she had eaten and taken her medication, even when I knew she hadn’t. I knew I had to make small talk and pretend we weren’t all scared. I knew it was my job to downplay the entire situation as if it were normal, because I have learned to never let the fear of chronic illness show in your demeanor as caregiver.

Now that my mother is recovering, we hardly speak of illness, she knows I’d rather not get emotional. But now we both know now that I am capable of caring for her and that I will when she needs it again. In fact, I don’t remember if I hugged her or kissed her, but I know I cared for her and loved her.

Doctors say there is a vital moment immediately after birth in which a mother and child should have uninterrupted skin to skin contact. They attribute this to being key in any mother-child relationship. While that may be true, I have learned that if you missed that chance you can make up for it with resiliency, compassion, and consideration. Without realizing or intending to, my mother taught me so many invaluable lessons about love. She has shown me that even if you feel you already deserve it and shouldn’t have to, you can work to earn someone’s affections. She taught me how to nurse someone you love. She modeled what unconditional love looks like and taught me that it can triumph over unrequited love.

About Lia:

Lia is a writer, blogger, and art-lover. Ultimately, just a girl in her thirties blogging about Miami’s lifestyle, her travels, and growing up in general on her coming of age blog: www.agirlinherthirties.com.

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Enjoying the Ride

In Blogging, Career, Contributors, En Español, Family, Finances, Lifestyle, News, Relationships on February 20, 2016 at 00:01

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By Geisel Checo

This part of my life, here and now, is what I call enjoyment. You may have that description attached to your 20s but for me, the 30s are a true joy.

Let’s get you started, I am about to hit 37, father of three boys and married to my best friend since I was 28 years old. So my thirties got me married and with a first-born little person.

We were overseas in another Caribbean island working for a local Construction Company. I say another island because I was born in one, the Dominican Republic. Therefore, my first son was born in Trinidad & Tobago of two Dominican Parents. Three years after, now in my thirties, we decided to have a second child but in the middle of it I decided not to renew my contract with the company for two more years so we went back home.

Being an engineer, with two children, getting back to the labor market after five years being overseas it is only fair that the ride started to get bumpy. Got a job, which I lost in the matter of months due to rough economy times while my wife was unemployed due to the pregnancy. Thanks to my experience in the field, I got a job in a matter of days but it required being away from home every so often.

If two little boys were not enough, we got preggo again for a third time! And with it I was transferred to Haiti for a high profile project that required a Project Manager with my expertise, or so they said… But it was! Being a Dominican in Haiti is not an easy task due to some business that happened over 170 years ago but we cannot forget our past nor our history. Even though the project was very demanding and going out for drinks was not an option, I decided to write a book on my own. I have a blog in which I write about my real and imaginary life, but to write a book is something else.

So between chapters of my stay in Haiti I had the concept of what I wanted to write about but never set my foot down to finish it. Until one day that I read about a contest for Spanish speaking writers with an opportunity to have your digital book printed out in paperback with a well renowned publisher. By that time I was Operations Manager handling five projects simultaneously since I was promoted after the high profile project was handed over to the client.

I started writing the book on or around 3am due to heavy work load because there were two of the five projects with an end date approaching and extra hours were put into play to meet the dead line. I would reach home, take a bath and start singing “it’s 3am I must be lonely” (all rights lay with Matchbox 20) and then set to write my own piece.

It took me a month to finally have it presentable or so I like to think, or maybe it was because the end date to publish it was due and I only got an hour left to do so. I rushed into the laptop, in the middle of my working day, with my boss and the Minister of Education present on the job site and I minded my own business. It was like that or nothing.

At the end, I did not even make it into the top five of which a winner was going to be elected from, but I wrote a digital book, in a month, not sleeping and with lots of responsibilities on my shoulders delivering the two mentioned projects. I am aiming to print the book on my own and put it on sale in bookstores all over the Dominican Republic.

And that’s where I say that my thirties are about enjoyment, even being a bumpy ride, with ups and downs. If all these were to happen while in my twenties I would probably be divorced by now, pressure cracked in my professional life and would have never written a book from scratch and from inside my head with my own story.

So I’m not inspiring you to not turn 30 but to embrace it, wish it and dream it. It is the start of a ride to enjoy to the fullest!

I would like to thank Laura and her empowering blog for asking me to contribute to it and I’m looking forward to contribute again, probably on her upcoming blog ‘Now That I Am In My Forties’ (just trying to set the idea in your brain!).

P.S.: If you have the time and can read in Spanish, please visit my blog at www.entrelapizypapel.blogspot.com and/or purchase the digital version of my book ‘El Presidente de la Nación’ on Amazon.

Geisel in a glimpse:

morning person – sunset collector – lover of a good wine, golf and antiquities – habano’s savorer – full moon contemplator – husband of my best friend – father of three – brother of two – proud son – creator of stories, both real and imaginary.

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The Eternal Transition

In Career, Contributors, Family, Lifestyle, News, Quotes, Relationships on January 27, 2016 at 09:00

By JT Gautreau

“We are prisoners in the present, locked in eternal transition between our past and our future” – Neil deGrasse Tyson.

Before I introduce myself, I wanted to show you this quote by Dr. Neil Tyson (Astrophysicist) because it’s incredibly relevant to my life which I’ll talk to you more about soon, but it’s also relevant to your life, yes, you reading me right now, no longer in your 20s but not yet in your 40s.

My name is JT, I’m a 34 year old singer-songwriter from the sunny and beautiful Dominican Republic. I currently live in Vienna, Austria; where the never-ending supply of schnitzels, wursts and beer is a constant threat to my weight especially now that I’m in my 30’s. But I didn’t start off as a singer-songwriter even though I’ve been playing instruments since I was a child. Like many children from third world countries you must study business, law, medicine or engineering, otherwise you are boycotting your future, but we’ll get to that soon.

I had a wonderful childhood filled with love, attention, the occasional smack in the ass by my mother and lots of toys. I was raised as an only child, you see, (own horn tooting alert!), a normal, non-spoiled one, I’d like to believe. My mother is a surgeon, my father a Psychology major/Marketing master and both of them are also Politicians. I know I ask myself the same question, how did I end up as a singer, in Vienna? As a teenager, I was always playing music, writing lyrics, humming songs, drawing marker tattoos all over my body and vicariously living through my favourite band’s music videos, yet I never really thought about dedicating my life to music, not in the real world at least, even though in my imagination I was a rock star.

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After school I went to university and majored in Marketing, that was it, adulthood had begun and my dreams got locked in a closet somewhere near my guitar. I graduated with honors and flew to Spain to complete a Master’s degree in Advertising, my mom was proud. But while in Spain I started playing guitar again and recording some music and as simple as it became very clear to me what I wanted to do with my life. I called my mother and told her I was going to finish the master program, but I was going to play music and write songs for a living. As you might expect a huge argument followed, even breaking off communication for some days, but I was determined! (She later understood and has ever since been my number one supporter). I completed a master program in Audio Production and a Post-graduate degree in Audio Engineering in Barcelona.

I recorded my first album in 2012 titled ‘Hay Veces’, it was a compilation of songs in Spanish and it was a fantastic experience, seeing my work and concept materialise in the form of a CD was something else. In 2013 I married a beautiful Polish girl and we moved to Vienna because of a job opportunity and in 2014 I recorded my first album with all songs in English titled ‘Crossing’ and have been gigging all over the place since.

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Now that I told you a bit about my story I’d like to talk to you about growth, the past, the present and the future. For a while I was hunted by regret, I regretted not devoting myself a hundred percent to music earlier on, I regretted the years I invested acquiring various degrees in business that I was not making any use of, I even regretted not putting my wishes and desires ahead of anything or anyone else. But as Dr. deGrasse said, in the transition between my past and my future, I’ve learned to let go of regret and realise that the only thing you can change is the present, and every day you should work towards the things that make you happy, even if you have to do some things that you don’t like, eventually as time moves on you’ll be left with the good memories and the joyous moments, plus I wouldn’t be where I am nor think the way I think if it wasn’t for everything that I did or did not do. I learned this a long time ago, but only in my 30s had I achieved enough maturity to understand it and embrace it.

Thank you for reading this piece and thank you to Laura for suggesting I write it and share it with all of you. If you’d like to listen to some of my music, visit my website www.jtgautreau.com and of course I’m on Youtube, Facebook, Twitter, Instagram as well as in iTunesSpotify, Apple Music.

Cheers!

JT.

About JT:

JT Gautreau was born in the Caribbean city of Santo Domingo, in the Dominican Republic. Coming from a family of musicians and poets, took guitar at age 12 and singing at age 16 starting an obsession with music that lead him to interesting places all over the world including Barcelona, Spain where he got a degree in Music Production and Audio Engineering school in 2009. Back in Santo Domingo, he played in some of the most renowned stages and recorded his debut E.P., Hay Veces in 2012, an album with all songs in Spanish aimed to the Latin markets. In 2013, JT relocated back to Europe, this time to Vienna, Austria and recorded his debut E.P. in English titled Crossing, a compound of seven songs all written and recorded by JT. His songwriting ranges from acoustic soul to pop rock and RnB. With a unique performing style, he is a solo act who relies on an acoustic guitar and sometimes a loop pedal to entertain all types of audiences. There’s one word that describes JT’s live shows: ENTERTAINING. JT started a promotion tour from Crossing playing cities such as Warsaw, Krakow and Łódż in Poland, London in the U.K., and Vienna. More dates and cities are being constantly added to the growing promo tour for Crossing, so keep an eye out on the News section of his page www.jtgautreau.com.

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How I Feel About Being in My Thirties

In Beauty, Blogging, Contributors, Family, Finances, Health, Lifestyle, News, Quotes, Relationships on January 20, 2016 at 09:00

By Sonia Young Yim

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Here are some of the things that get better with age: wine, cheese, art piece, and designer handbags.

How about biological age? – I guess you can argue both ways.

Here are some benefits:

You have higher self-respect.

You are wiser in life.

You have a greater sense of well-being (*cough* money *cough*).

Or, perhaps, you are naturally better at things with more experience (sex anyone?).

 

But there are also some drawbacks:

You have more wrinkles.

You don’t lose weight as easily.

You keep on forgetting (what was I saying?…).

Or, perhaps, suddenly reading small print becomes a challenge.

 

So, what does it mean to be in your thirties?

Here’s what I really think — It doesn’t matter.

But this is what aging taught me:

In anything, there’s always a good side and a not-so-good side.

You can’t ever bring back your past no matter how much you delve on it.

You can’t reverse anything that already happened to you.

And, most importantly, if you can’t be happy today, you certainly won’t be happy in the future.

 

“The only time you really live fully is from thirty to sixty. The young are slaves to dreams; the old servants of regrets. Only the middle-aged have all their five senses in the keeping of their wits.” – Hervey Allen

So, let’s celebrate our thirties to the maximum — Shall we?

 

About Sonia Young Yim:

A wanna-be writer who’s still finding her voice. A once disgruntled employee who’s all about non-conformity. And a minimalist gal who advocates a life of simplicity. Please visit her blog www.startsimplifying.com to know more about her. And it’s her birthday today! Show her some love!

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